Player's Name: Jazlyn
Player's Email Address: wyld_wolf@hotmail.com
Character's Name: Jàvienn
Soulname: Viùe
Soulsymble: One quarter Shadow, one quarter Fire
Gender: Female
Age: 3654
Parents and siblings (if applicable):
Mother: Iurèll
Father: Sarienn
Son: Urial
Lovemate(s): Gallière
Lifemate(s): None
Height/Build/Shape of Face: She’s tall, lithe, wirey. Strong, but not bulky. Her face is squarish, with defined cheekbones.
Eyes (shape, colour): Her eyes are large, slanted, and light brown with golden flecks.
Hair (style, length, colour): Worn very short, with bangs, it’s wavy and the same golden brown as her eyes. She sometimes wears a headband to keep it out of her eyes while she’s working.
Clothing (keeping in mind that it's always warm): Tight brown breeches, and a looser linen shirt with only one sleeve. Dark green stitching is along both shirt and pants. She also wears sturdy boots, with soft soles for better balance. She has a wrist guard, made of hard, dark leather, for her bow hand.
Weapons: A longbow, several long hunting knives and daggers.
Jewelry: A choker, made of thin golden disks, a remnant, like much of the tribe’s jewelry, of long ago times. Two matching golden bracelets.
Items of Importance: The bracelets, which she found in the bottom of a stream near where she suspects the way out of the forest is.
Tattoos/Scars: A large tattoo of a bird on the wing on her back.
Personality: A real enigma, she’s friendly with everyone, yet seems to have no real ties to the tribe, save with her friends. She is counted as a friend by all, yet none really know her, and this is the way she intends to keep it. She is very close to Gallière, and always has been. They know all each others’ secrets, and are always there for each other. She’s popular with everyone, but expects people to find answers to their own problems. She teaches by example, not by telling people what to do. She can be rather controlling, and rather bossy, as well. This is actually what makes her such an excellent leader. She doesn’t mind taking risks, but doesn’t seek them out either. She is somewhat contemptuous of people she calls “foolishly afraid”.
Likes: People who know what they want, and aren’t afraid to get it.
Dislikes: People who take things for granted, or are afraid of what they do not understand.
Skills: Teaching, especially about tracking, hunting, and scouting, scouting itself, being straightforward.
Weaknesses: That she does not see her own weaknesses, only those of others.
Fears: That there will someday be an enemy she is incapable of defeating.
History(this is probably the most important part): She was born in a normal time in the tribe, when things were going pretty normally. Everyone had had several millenia to settle into life in Libet, and was comfortable there. Her parents had not really known each other until they recognized, but, after her birth, they lifemated. Her childhood was very happy, except that she did not bond until she was fifteen, a little older than normal. She had many friends, and was beloved, like all cubs, by the tribe. She had excellent senses, and decided to be a scout when she was very young. She has never regretted this decision. She had one very close friend, Darèrinn, who died when she was still fairly young, only about fifty or so. His death was what made her realize that she, too, although immortal, might some day die. To this day, she ponders that possibility. Although she is not afraid of death, she does not welcome it. One of her greatest wishes is to see some day the city of her ancestors. Another is that her son may grow up there, without having to fear the nameless enemy which drove them, so long ago, from the island.
Dreams (hopes for the future): To find the ancient ruins, and restore them to their former glory.
Bond-Beast Information
Name: Uvorinn
Age: 3662
Gender: Male
Appearance (coat, mane/tail, & eye colour, build & height): Tall, lanky, with a dark, sable coat, and silvery white mane and tail, shot through with gold. Dark silver eyes, shining with love for his bond mate.
Personality: Very loving and giving, he would sacrifice anything for Javienn’s happiness. He adores Urial, and loves giving him “rides” around the holt. He simply loves life in general, and adores the feeling of the wind in his mane.